Chapter 21: Second Young Master Bo, Please Let Go

  It really wasn’t anything good. Ye Xian poked at the steak on her pte, mortified.

  She couldn’t, for the life of her, figure out why Ye Shaowen had prepared that kind of gift for her!

  Did he think she was joking when she asked him to help with a present? She was dead serious!

  That unreliable brother — next time she saw him, she’d beat the crap out of him!

  Thank goodness Old Master Bo hadn’t seen what was inside the box earlier. If he had, forget about impressing the big shot — she’d probably have been kicked out by the butler on the spot.

  No, she absolutely could not let this gift be handed over when the banquet ended.

  As the dinner resumed and the atmosphere lightened again, Ye Xian took advantage of the distraction to slip away quietly with the gift box, heading toward the restroom.

  But the moment she left, another figure followed behind.

  Cary's eyes widened in disbelief, his face showing that he was witnessing something rare.

  That’s got to be a coincidence… right? Why would the team captain voluntarily follow Ye the tag-along?

  How should she get rid of this gift?

  Toss it in the trash? Throw it out the window?

  The faucet gushed in the restroom as Ye Xian scanned for a suitable spot.

  “Ye Xian.”

  A cold voice suddenly rang out behind her, making her jump.

  She turned around — and saw a very grim-looking Jiang Wanze.

  What’s he doing here? This is the men’s… women’s… whatever toilet.

  Ye Xian instinctively clutched the gift box tighter to her chest, but Jiang Wanze didn’t seem to notice it, nor did he catch on to her intentions.

  “You did that on purpose, didn’t you?”

  Ye Xian raised an eyebrow. “Did what on purpose?”

  “Deliberately humiliated Jing Shu in front of Grandpa.”

  Ye Xian’s eyes flicked slyly — yep, she totally did.

  “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I was helping Cheng Jingshu authenticate a painting. If I hadn’t, she would’ve lost twenty million for nothing. As her fiancé, instead of thanking me, you’re here interrogating me. What kind of logic is that?”

  “Cut the act!”

  Jiang Wanze suddenly strode forward and grabbed her colr.

  According to the original novel’s description, Jiang Wanze was 183 cm tall — a full 8 cm taller than her. With this sudden aggressive movement, he wasn’t towering over her, but it was still enough to completely dominate her.

  “Don’t think I don’t know what’s going on in that head of yours. Drop your little schemes!”

  “And what is going on in my head?”

  “You know very well. Disgusting.”

  Jiang Wanze’s handsome brows were furrowed tightly, his tone full of revulsion.

  Ye Xian lowered her eyes to his hand gripping her colr, a fsh of irritation in her gaze. “Let go. Grabbing people like this — is this the kind of gentlemanly conduct expected from the second young master of the Bo family?”

  “What did you just say?”

  Jiang Wanze looked like he couldn’t believe his ears.

  He actually told him to let go?

  Wasn’t this exactly what Ye Xian always wanted? In the past, even if he hit or insulted him, Ye Xian would get off on the attention. He’d even once stalked him, hiding in his hotel room just to film him changing clothes or going to the bathroom.

  It was beyond revolting.

  And now he was telling him to let go? Looked like Ye Xian really was trying to change tactics…

  Jiang Wanze sneered. “Ye Xian, give it a rest. No matter what you do, I won’t ever look at you.”

  Heh.

  Ye Xian actually ughed. She looked at him like he was a delusional narcissist. “Please, big bro — what are you, the protagonist of some overpowered web novel? Or Ye Liangchen? Or maybe you think you’re cash money and everyone should fall in love with you? Get over yourself. I’m not the least bit interested in you anymore.”